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.e., over the Galapagos Islands. I guessed that she had selected
an orbit tilted at about forty degrees and timed for ten hundred ship's time-and
made a mental note to check it later, if and when I ever got a look at the
ship's log.
(A pilot can't help second-guessing every other pilot; it's an occupational
disease. Sony.)
Then we were suddenly in atmosphere, down thirty-six-thousand klicks in a
tick. Gay spread her wings, Cas tilted her nose down, then leveled off, and we
again had weight, at one gee-and Pixel liked this change still less. Hazel
reached over and took Pixel, soothed him; he quieted down-I think he felt safer
with her.
With her wings raked in for hypersonic, the only way I had seen her. Gay is
mostly a lifting body. With her wings spread, she has lots of lift area and she
glides beautifully. We were a thousand meters up, give or take, and over farm
country on a fine summer day-clear, save for anvil cumuli here and there on the
horizon. Glorious! A day to feel young again-
Cas said, "I hope that translation did not bother you. Had I left it up to
Gay, she would have put us on the ground in one jump; she's nervous about
anti-aircraft fire."
"I am not nervous. I'm rationally careful."
"Right you are. Gay. She does have reason to be careful. The Pilots'
Precautionary Notice for this planet on this time line at this year states that
one must assume AA weapons around all cities and larger towns
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